Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1887-05-28

A light shone out Of the window Of Mr..
Wilson's kitchen. They stopped very
near it.
so, Raymond, look! lookr' cried Mrs.
Lee. Looking through the window, he
saw their lost little ones, rosy and sweet,
asleep on the lounge. He Lifted his wife,
wagon-coyer and all, threw open the door
and set her inside.
"You, Mrs. Leep' cried Mrs. Wilson,
aand out in this blizzard! John was sure
you'd think the children stayed at the
school house. He was going right over
in the morning to tell you. I'd just
dropped to sleep reading"
Mrs. Lee was on her knees, kissing the
sleeping boys, while tears of thankfulness
fell fast. Rays arms were soon around
her neck.
s'Poor mamma was SO lonesome" he
said.
1--WE did tried to come, mamma" said
Roy. Then they told their story. Ray
nestled close to his mamma; Roy, from
his fathers arms.
eve ruined out of the school-house
door,"
ave ruined and ruined for an hour or
a minute"
ga drate big wind turned us over into
the deep snow"
"We climbed out, and we could not
run, but we keeped on
1--WE seed wagon-track, and fought
papa had come"
$50 we went after the wagon-track just
a weenty ways, and coined here"
"We fought we'd rest little, so we
coined in"
"Mrs. Wilson gived us some supper
and some doughnuts and molasses."
"Then we wanted to go home, but she
said we must lie down and rest minute"
$50 we lied down, and she singed, and
then you come"
"They've been asleep two hours"
laughed Mrs. Wilson. "You see John
started for Minnie in the wagon, but met
her just down by the corral. These
blessed babies must have come across
the tracks before they were filed with
snow. It's sheltered by the stacks there.
Minnie hadn't her shawl off when they
knocked. She's awful worried about the
other children"
That blizzard will not soon be forgot
ten. Thousands of cattle persisted on
the ranges, and all over the prairie where
they had no shelter the loss was heavy.
It will be remembered longest in those
homes that miss some dear one lost and
frozen in that storm. There were many
such.
Clarence Kelly will never forget that
night. Pain, anxiety and remorse are
not pleasant teachers, but he learned
their lesson we'll. He has been differ
emit boy ever since. The friendship be-
tween him and Philip, that began then,
promises to be of great value to them
both.
It was very anxious, tired and hungry
little party at the school house next NOR
ming. Mr.. Lee came first with his good
news. How glad and thankful they we're,
especially Clarence and Philip. The
abundant lunch prepared the night be-
fore found eager appetites.
Mr.. Kelly's buggy stopped at the door
very soon. They had spent an anxious
night. Three times he had started for
his children. Each time he had lost his
way, and, trusting to his faithful horses,
been brought back to his own barn.
Mr.. Robertson came with his covered
lumber wagon generously filed with
straw. The wind still blew, and was
colder than yesterday. He said, "We
lowed Miss Wilson wouldn't let you out
in blizzard like this. We made sure
you'nes would all camp here.'
Philip walked home with thankful
heart. "Were you very anxious last
night, mother?' he asked, kissing her.
"No, my Philip. I knew my son loved
me too well to risk all I have in this world
unnecessarily.
MRS. A. T. GREENWOOD.